je ne suis pas responsible

At my job, we have two basic rules to follow when a fire alarm is sounded:
1) Get out.
2) Meet at the flag pole.
It’s the same damn instructions you’ve been following since grammar school. Generally, this complex applied science is easy but not today, not on my watch. Apparently, one person decided these instructions don’t always apply… and that one person just happened to be the floor supervisor.

Have you seen that commercial where the monkeys are partying and the buzz-kill guy turns the chart around? Yeah, I’m that guy and I am the one working with monkeys. Not to mention the eerie accuracy of the commercial to my facility’s productivity, which is, in fact, on the decline despite what the supervisors want to believe.

Anyway, back to the fire alarm – so, only a handful of operators and the front office people are standing in the cold ass wind while the supervisor has casually mentioned to the other operators to just mosey over to the adjacent building and wait for further instructions. Unfortunately, the fact that unreasonable safety violation was made by the supervisor was brought to my attention AFTER I marched over to the other building and yelled at the remaining operators for not following procedures. Is the 1961 Eichmann trial coming to mind for anyone else? Probably not since most of you have below average IQ’s… which is probably why you also continue to read this below average blog. What I am trying to say, other than “you’re a solid six on the smarts scale,” is that if following orders is going to get you tried on crimes against humanity and ultimately hanged - don’t do it.